The world starts from the iron cloth shirt

He hurriedly sealed the meridians and acupuncture points on his arm, used his internal force to force out the toxin.

At this moment, Chen Xuan's body was shaking and his arm was tingling.

His Huagong Dafa has just been practiced to a superficial level, and the meridians exclusive to Huagong Dafa have only been expanded to less than three layers. Just now, the old man's palm force was too strong. Even if he tried his best to melt it, he still missed some. The impacting arms ached and the chest was heavy.

But just after the collision, he also roughly estimated the true strength of the old man.

I'm afraid it looks like it has five or sixty years of internal strength.

As long as I come a few more times, I should be able to turn his strength to almost the same as my own.

Chen Xuan took a deep breath, used his internal strength to calm the severe pain in his chest and arms, and looked at the old man.

"Little bastard, what kind of magical skill is this? It's a waste of money to keep it in your hands. It's better to pass it on to the old man and let the old man carry it forward!"

There was greed in the old man's eyes.

call!

He suddenly rushed again, so fast that he brought up a layer of violent wind, and appeared behind Chen Xuan in an instant. He didn't dare to hit him with his palm again, but pointed like a sword, and directly hit his big acupoint on the back.

Bang bang bang!

In an instant, he tapped three times in a row, each of which was a vital acupuncture point in the human body. Chen Xuan groaned when he tapped, his body staggered, and he almost fell to the ground.

The old man was so shocked that his fingers were numb and his eyes were horrified.

"Horizontal training! How is this possible?"

He lost his voice.

Chen Xuan grinned grimly, then turned around and threw out a bottle of low-concentration five-venom liquid.

The old man's expression changed, and he hastily raised his palm, and the strong wind sent the bottle of five venoms flying away.

Chen Xuan took the opportunity to pounce on the old man again, with both palms out, straight for the old man.

The old man didn't dare to meet him with his palm strength, he tapped the sole of his foot, and retreated wildly, at the same time using his internal energy, he was ready to kill him with the air splitting palm.

But Chen Xuan's speed suddenly accelerated, as fast as an afterimage.

Eight steps to catch cicadas!

Within eight steps, I am the only one who is fast!

Whoosh!

Instantly approaching the old man, he made a move of Shuanglong to the sea, and clapped out with both hands.

"Bastard!"

The old man shouted angrily, but had no choice but to answer.

If he didn't take it hard, the two palms would definitely fall on him. Although he had profound inner strength, he didn't dare to resist like this.

boom!boom!

The four palms collided fiercely, making a dull and loud noise, but it did not cause any scenes of howling winds and flying leaves.

The old man's face was contorted, he shouted angrily, and shook desperately.

The moment his palms were connected, he felt the same feeling as before again, the uncontrollable internal force surged out of his body, like a river bursting its embankment, terrifying and unpredictable.

The meridians and flesh on the two arms all swelled, bulging and bulging, as if being hit by air currents, and the clothes all over his body were dancing wildly.

"Hahaha…"

Chen Xuan laughed wildly, grasping the old man's palm with both hands, and frantically running the Hua Gong Dafa.

Of course, during this process, his arms and chest were still in great pain, because the old man's internal strength was too deep, and the impact on his chest and meridians seemed to be pierced by thousands of steel needles.

But this can't help him feel happy!

The process of eliminating one's internal energy is simply exhilarating.

The old man's expression became even more horrified.

His internal energy surged wildly, and he lost nearly ten years of internal energy all of a sudden.

"Go away!"

He yelled in horror, kicked Chen Xuan's chest with a bang, and kicked Chen Xuan away. He broke free again and landed in the distance. Already blackened.

Strands of highly toxic substances were constantly attacking his body along his palms and arms.

He was utterly terrified.

What kind of evil martial art is this?

How big is this, and I have lost nearly 15 years of internal strength?

How long does it take to practice hard to get back?

If he continued, wouldn't he be sucked into a useless person?

Although the effect of Huagong Dafa is to transform people's internal energy, the internal energy is always surging outward during the process. People who practice the technique often do not know that their internal energy has been transformed into human beings, and most of them think that it has been absorbed.

At this moment, the old man looked at Chen Xuan as if he was looking at a demon.

Horrified, he turned and fled.

Seeing that the old man wanted to escape, Zhou Qing hurriedly raised his sword to chase after him, but after a few steps, his body suddenly went limp, and he felt that he couldn't lift a bit of strength from his whole body, so he fell to the ground.

"Soft... Ruanjinsan..."

he horrified.

When did he lose his soft tendons?

The old man also escaped more than ten meters, suddenly fell from mid-air, hit the ground hard, and groaned in pain.

With a weird smile on his face, Chen Xuan threw his body and landed in front of the old man.

Thought you could run far?

Think you can really not be recruited?

"Do you really think I was chatting with you before? Yes, it's just chatting, but it's also to let Ruanjinsan penetrate into your body silently. How about it? Grandpa, are you comfortable?"